What is the possibility of a finished object and do they indeed exist? The actual existence of finished objects has always been an question in my mind and the dream of my heart. Last fall I made the commitment to do more actual blogging (which I enjoy), with the hope that I might actually accomplish more than I have in the past. Well, it happened... I don't know if it was a feeling of oweness to myself (not knowing if that is a word), the desire being large enough to finally push through and get something done... I don't know what it is. But I have finished a few things and made progress on others. Not to worry though, because I still have LOADs of things that need doing.... even more than de-cluttering my house (wish there was more progress there). And for those smart people out there -- don't even think that blogging would help... it would drive me NUTS and I'm already crazy enough!
-- So, I finished the warp on a small inkle band making two gifts - one appreciated, one not so much (sigh).
-- I participated in and actually made on time a set of mitts for a small things exchange.
-- I made two more sets of mitts (one for me, one for my sweet love) (and uh, well I started another pair for my daughter, which is a ufo at the moment).
-- I over finished an article for a journal... what that means is that I sort of got the size of pages wrong and I sort of wrote 45 pages and all they had room for was 12 ... so it got majorly cut, BUT it did get DONE... which means it QUALIFIES for the Finished Object category (and it is going to be published soon - only 12 pgs though. :) ). The other accomplishment is that I wrote the 45 pgs (ok, I thought it was 18ish) in just under 4 wks., which I think is a big accomplishment especially since it was during the school year.
-- 4 to 6 of my photos were included in a presentation at NESAT (Northern European Symposium on Archaeological Textiles) and will be published in the NESAT proceedings (coming out next year). I get a photo credit and I'm very happy about that. :) I sort of can't believe it.
-- I completed two warps on my inkle loom of CARD weaving --- I cannot believe that!, because wrapping one's brain around card-weaving is crazy, but I got sick of saying I couldn't do it and feeling like an idiot in classes that I really wanted to understand... so I approached it a different way. Instead of the count this count that... I started doing it visually. I looked at the pattern and I turned the cards based on that. My goal is to understand string placement on cards by colors. The ABCD of it is helpful and gives a good guide, but I think I did ok for the first time just doing it visually. I have a LONG way to go to where I want to be, but this is better than I've ever done before.
-- I completed all the gold work on one side of Sweet Bag project. I have to keep going on this.
-- I created the costume for the Egyptian God RA and a really cool mask.
-- I made two Elizabethan hats -- one pill box -- one fairly complicated.
-- I finished spinning, plying, skeining just over half of the polworth fleece I've been working on.
-- OH, and I almost forgot, I made my first new garb since I made my Vigil garment for when I was elevated to the Pelican (historical re-enactment service award). This was just a simple tunic to replace my 13 yr old red tunic as slightly more reputable. I used cardweaving for trim and that felt wonderful.
Finishing things feel wonderful and listing it makes you realize that you are not really twiddling your thumbs quite so much.
I do promise photos, but I had to at least post something... I've been remiss.
Good night all!
I have survived another school year! I have succeeded in finishing an article that will be published in CA (although it is A LOT shorter than what I orginally wrote... note to self: always make sure you understand what 'one page' really means... usually it doesn't mean 2 1/2 ) Yup, well consider it just another facet of me.... intutive type... I uh, thought I wrote 20 pages (which needed to be cut down to 12)(thought that would be easy). Well, apparently for the format, I actually wrote 45 pages. So since it was so late I had to let it be edited down without me.
Who knew 12 pages would be so very hard to write? Anway, despite the travails, weeping, and gnashing of teeth by everyone involved, the piece is on its way with the rest of the articles in that issue to be printed.
I had said to myself.... no posting on live journal or elsewhere 'until I had finished the article'... then it was 'until I get the kids through school, black belt testing, National History Day, and the end of Soccer Season' (spring travel team). I have accomplished all these goals. NOW, I can do a few other things. ;)
I will post photos tomorrow or sometime soon of various things.
Take care one and all,
NEVER EVER ,,, I mean NEVER!!!...
Think that one can just sit down and write something out. Writing takes time, It takes patience, Good will, and inner strength.
Never think it. Just don't. Cause IF you do something as silly as that ... you will learn one way or another.
Good night folks. ;)
p.s. It also takes chocolate and caffeine... it is not as hard to write as it is hard to resist chocolate chip cookies.
I am so painfully busy that I thought I was going to keel over last friday night. Tonight I'm still busy, but not that busy and I'm letting paint dry so I am taking an icecream break. I don't need icecream, it is not good for me or my hips, but I'm leaving them out of it tonight.
My daughter has a concussion. 2 wks ago, and it is not better so it was back to the Dr and waiting on Insurance to clear an mri. So she is not a happy camper. She had an ap exam and a history competition last friday, sat, sun (hence my need to keel over) (her support staff needs some help).
My son has been a good little camper but has had some big school projects due and I am currently working on a costume for tomorrow for the Egyptian God, RA. He will be the best Ra anyone at his elementary school has ever seen... because I SO have something to say about and I am sick unto death of having no say. I have control issues.
Meanwhile, I'm trying to get some actual work for you know ME done - some writing- which is actually in a much better space I might finish it by Sat night - I hope. I broke a crown by chewing gum... go figure that one out, my dentist will, I saved the top. I have this big hole in my mouth and no time to go to the dentist, fortunately, it had a root canal and the tooth next to it so there is minimal pain... nevertheless. I'm sick of it.
The end of the school year is speeding supersonically faster and faster closer and closer. I actually find this time of year almost as overwhelming and stressful as christmas and I don't have a fabulous time with folks to look forward tooo....
I have finished 3 pairs of mitts in as many months. One pair went to a small things exchange. One pair for me, one pair for my husband, I'm working on a pair for my daughter... uh you know, in my spare time, which I don't have, so nothing is getting done .
I did finish all the gold work on my sweet bag on one side. Gold is pretty. I like it. The tree came out fairly well too.
Well, my icecream is done. I have complained exceedingly well. Wish I could go steal a horse like some people I know, but then Ra wouldn't have eyes tomorrow.
Did I mention I am dyeing his shirt and over wrap skirt gold with onion skins. My son is very excited. We recycled two of dad's t-shirts for the clothes and one of his. I built the mask using plaster guaze on a baseball cap. I have lots to do yet so I have to go back to work. It will be a late night tonight for sure.
Wish I had more icecream, but taking a break is technically illegal tonight so there we are.
loopy, determined, exhausted, wishing something, but I'm not sure what
no words come to mind, but my brain cannot think, it wants to think, really it does, but it has been overcome by information overload and the inability to process it all into coherent thought.
I think i'll go to bed now. I am hoping things will organize themselves in my psyche overnight.
ya well, I could also put the books under my pillow like Edgar Cayce.